What the f**k was that? Charles queried himself as he left the class. What the hell had just happened?
Charles shook his head. For the first time, he had felt territorial over a girl. Not just any girl, a girl he wasn't even involved with. Jade, of all people, with her wide brown eyes, and hair that was all over the place.
Charles heaped the blame on her. If she hadn't looked so lost, so confused as she stared absently at her phone screen, he wouldn't have had the urge to walk up to her and try to make her feel better.
Who am I kidding? Charles thought self-deprecatingly, ever since he'd saved Jade from Leroy and his goon, he'd found himself always wanting to make sure nothing and no one was bothering her.
“Well, I have to stop,” Charles mused, remembering the glare Harry had sent his
